"The fluctuation of magic..."

A minute ago, there were still people coming and going on the noisy streets, but they turned a corner and in the blink of an eye, the building became empty. There was no one to see the sidewalks, motor vehicle lanes and even the overpasses, and the shops and office buildings on both sides of the street turned off the lights early. People seemed to be driven by some will and walked away from here in a hurry.

The dark blue night sky is dotted with stars, and the full moon in the center is shining with hazy lights. On the wide streets, the street lights shine with bright lights. Apart from the sound of Duke's footsteps, the needles can be heard. The depressing atmosphere is like walking in a cemetery in the wilderness, and the strange silence makes people feel numb.

Duke looked constipated and walked towards the telephone pole next to him, and opened a small advertisement the size of a convenience sticker. There was no old Chinese doctor or a hidden secret, nor did he professionally clear the sewer, but only extremely simple magic runes.

The runes outlined in just a few strokes have weak magic and limited influence on reality, which is not enough to disperse the huge crowd on the entire street. But the ruthless people who posted small advertisements will never give up until they achieve their goals, and they just posted small advertisements all over the street.

The dense advertisements were covered with shop walls along the street, and they didn't even let go of the bus stops or public toilets. The crazy attitude made Duke secretly amazed and couldn't help but sigh:

Who is so boring?

"Click!"

The lighter lit a cluster of faint flames. In the shadows where the street lights could not shine, a red-haired priest, two meters tall, walked out, holding a cigarette in his mouth and sucking mist.

Otherwise, what if people who believe in faith are rich!

He was wearing a low-key and luxurious black church coat inside, a cloak with gold wire on the outside, a silver ring on his fingers, and a golden earring on his ears. Perhaps because he was afraid that others would not know that he had money in his pocket, he deliberately unbuttoned the first button on his collar, revealing a bright big gold chain.

With a big gold chain small watch and a pair of sunglasses, he can eat barbecue three meals a day!

With an old man's face before he got old, Stir Magnus took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, enjoying the pleasure left by nicotine after the lungs filtered. After about three or five seconds, he snuffed out the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt aside, and said to Duke: "You are not an ordinary person who can be free from the influence of idle people to disperse runes. Let me guess, you are the so-called superpowers, right?"

Duke remained silent. He never expected that the magician would follow him in the morning just as soon as he solved the fantasy beast.

There will be benefits after the war...there will be holidays!

Why is this iron rule broken? Is the crew of the Magic Forbidden Crafts insufficient funds or is they in a hurry to release the screening for the schedule?

"Hey, I'm talking to you! Give me some reaction!"

"You misunderstood. I'm just an ordinary researcher, not a superpower." Duke shook his head. He is indeed not a superpower.

"Yeah?"

Steele was half-believing and half-doubted when he heard this. He touched the bruise on his face. He remembered the head of a hedgehog who claimed to be an incapable person. He subconsciously asked: "It's not a superpower, but it can ignore the effect of the runes... Do you have a right hand that can invalidate the magic?"

"I think, but I really haven't."

"That's great!"

Steele lit a cigarette again, took a sip, and said arrogantly: "Before the battle over there, you should stay here honestly. In order to avoid unpleasant things happening, please sleep first. Well, if you want to blame yourself, you will blame yourself for your bad life. Who told you to break in by yourself!"

Seeing the frequency of Steel one after another, Duke estimated that the other party started at least three packs a day, and couldn't help but ask: "Just let it go to bed, I won't make an appointment. Before that, can you answer my questions?"

"What?" Stee was stunned.

"How old are you? You are about thirty years old, right?"

"Bastard! I'm only 14 years old!" When I was poked into the sore spot, Steele jumped up like a cat with her tail trampled.

"It turns out that he is still a teenager, he is disrespectful!" Duke changed into a serious look, stared at Steele in a fierce manner, and sincerely warned: "Young man, there is one thing I have to remind you."

"What, what do you want to say?" Seeing Duke being serious, Stile also became serious.

“Smoking can lead to impotence!”

“…”

"There is another question! Can the barcode on your face... be able to scan the retail price?"

“…”

After being ridiculed and mocked continuously, the blood vessels on Steel's head were raised, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes. He said fiercely: "I seek death, I want you to know the consequences of offending the magician!"

A hot flame ignited, and in an instant, a heat wave that surged into the sky was rolling. Steele held the compressed flame with one hand and threw it down hard. Under the pulling traction force, the flame turned into a long whip-like fire pillar, and the burnt smell in the air could be smelled from a distance.

The fire waves flooded Duke's location, and the high temperature of more than 3,000 degrees burned the asphalt road, and the black hot mud flowed on the ground. In the blazing fire, the pungent black smoke covered the sky.

"Did I do it too much?" Steele covered his face and said with a headache. Duke's sharp sarcasm made him kill the killer if he was not careful, and now he regrets it.

But the next second, he didn't think so. The water flow from nowhere came out of the flames. While extinguishing the fire, it quickly cooled the asphalt, and the thick steam obscured his vision. When the fog dissipated, he found Duke standing intact.

"I knew that those who are incompetent are not ordinary people!" Steele spat contemptuously and said coldly: "I didn't expect that your ability was actually water. No wonder I felt uncomfortable when I first saw you."

"Do you mean that water and fire are incompatible?" Duke flipped with one hand, lifting the heat around him away.

"Fortis931!" Stir's mouth grinned and issued a declaration of victory in the second grade: "This is my magic name! If you fight, you must report the magic name that represents killing. By the way, my magic name means 'strongest'!"

"That's really amazing!" Duke replied lightly, his indifferent attitude completely angered the rich priest.

"When the magician reports his magic name, it means he will never show mercy." Steel's eyes stern, and his murderous intent slowly evaporates, igniting raging flames around him, stirring the air and twisting.

Stir, who is good at flame magic, recited the spell without hesitation and used his most proud magic - the King of Hunting the Witch!

"One of the five elements that make up the world, the great ancestor of flame!"

"That is the light of favor that nurtures life, and the light of sanctions that punishes evil..."

"While bringing stability and happiness... it is also the cold and cold luck that eliminates the cold and darkness..."

"Its name is Yan! Its position is sword!"

"Show up! Devour my body and turn into power! Its name is - the King of Hunting the Witch!"

"Its meaning is - must kill!"

Accompanied by the spell chanted by Stir, the flames of more than three thousand degrees were compressed and condensed, and a human-shaped monster as dark as ink appeared in the wave of flames. On the surface of the highly compressed dark body, the bright red flame coat was burning.

"It's rare to meet a superpower who uses water. I wanted to play with you, but my companions probably have finished the battle. I don't like waiting for others, nor do I like to let others wait for me. In order not to be complained by her, let's fight quickly!" After successfully summoning the ace, Steel suddenly became proud. No matter how mature his appearance was, he was just a 14-year-old boy.

I will definitely not lose this time!

Steel secretly swore in his heart, learning from the lessons of his failure when fighting against the young man at the time. He mixed the flame runes engraved in the small advertisement, and posted the entire street, even a few pictures of the sewers and grass. He was well prepared, but he didn't believe that he would lose as badly as last time.

"I'm sure to win!" Stir smiled.

...

Meanwhile, at the end of the street one kilometer away.

The young man Kamijo was covered in blood and fell on the cold road. His unbearable right hand was weakly opened, and his flesh was fuzzy with flesh and blood. He followed Xiao Huangshu to the magic side of the school city and lifted up a black long knife about two meters in one hand, and the scabbard was pressed against the young man Kamijo's chest.

Just now, the young man from Kurajo was pressed to the ground by his backup harem for a while. He could deny all unrealistic fantasy killers, and encountered magic that Kamilitaki was inclined to fight, and was defeated, suppressed from beginning to end, and failed to make any waves.

"It's over, you have no chance of winning! You and Indyx have only met in just four days. It's already amazing to be able to do this for her!"

"How could it end like this!" The young boy stubbornly held the scabbard in front of his chest, feeling a towering mountain pressing down, struggling to get up but unable to move.
Chapter completed!